Forced Into Desperate Straits

Qin Wentian’s countenance turned incredibly ugly as he stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. Naturally, he could sense the power of a space sealing treasure on the man’s body—this was something the major powers had specially prepared to deal with him.

Explosively retreating, Qin Wentian waved his hands as beams of sword light slammed into the light screen. Fluctuations of energy could be seen upon the slash yet the light screen appeared unharmed.

“It’s useless,” Yin Ting icily stated. This sealing treasure was an extremely powerful heirloom of their Yin Clan. They had taken the trouble to request its use, so how could they still allow Qin Wentian to escape?

“I’ve said it before, you won’t be able to escape,” Shang Qi coldly spat, stepping forward. The chosen from the six major powers were all gathered here today, slowly advancing forwards as they stared at Qin Wentian. From their gazes, Qin Wentian could feel an unmasked killing intent.